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Valgar
This laid back furre seems to be agonized by a thousand nails creaking upon a black board. His sheer size says nothing, being nearly exactly 7 ft. tall.
His neck seems to have been sliced over eight times, two main scars upon his battered flesh. his opal gleaming optical orbs are blaced behind two curtains of muscle and cartillage. the fist transparent, to aid in his sedated state of sleeping and seeing, and the second the hard leathery material on the rest of his eye areas.
His pupils subsequently scrolling up into their home inside his head, shining a perlious black, Omnious death to those who see them sparkle, meaning the glint of death for sure.
He can able to take a breathe and hold it for over 12 minutes, causing him to be unseen among the bushes nad rabble, or even shadows.
His neck grows strong and sturdy. Not too thick and musculated, but not lean. Its ravaged with nitches all the like. his ears curl upwards skyway, inside a harsh deep red. His white locks and tresses cascade and fall astray over his face. The long slashes of white night falls over his back, falling past shoulderblade height.
His delicate collar of soft thick black cloth coat the base of his neck, forming into a collar that buttons together at the front. it runs down, about to his mid-bicep range, then stops all the way around to the other side. His stronger undercoat goes down to his knuckles when arms down, ended at a button cleff at the opening.
No gloves adorn his extra long fingers, large sharp claws extending from his fingertips. strong black leathery furrless paws trail out to his side as he walks, making his long undercoat billow and create hollow sounds as it flaps. midnight strewn about him in forms of clothing. a single silent dull silver chain wraps around his neck, making an efficient necklace for him.
His slightly baggy pants of the same cloth of his coat adorn his long and finelly muscled legs. a large silver trimmed belt wraps finelly around his hips. His two Zelt katanas heathe at his sides, silver pommed and hilted. After his loose and baggy pants, fall down to two finelly tuned footpaws, bearing vicious talons. shins armoured like a crows feet.
A long demonic tail strays out behind him, swaying gently with each step. His special and natural ability, all concerned upon his heretic material, lets him be able to blurr his image with the nearby shadows, and directs attention and clerification on the layers of vision to the otherfurres or shadows nearby, causing him to almost seem to not be there, yet he could be right in front of you, you never would know untill its too late.
He can use this ability to a farther extent to become completelly invisible to any form of furre. He creates a large cone of the Void plane, then has the tip at your sight, and the large end at him, pushing space open for him,creating a space of area for him to stay unnoticed. The cone is actually invisible to all, pushing a small amount of light in the middle, helping remove all of the optic receiving darkness to the nearby shadows or dark patches nearby. magic does no effect on the cone, as it stands, it is barelly seeable, making it impossible for anyone to see once he has prepped this.
It takes him but 3 preps to activate this, having it lasting for five plus rounds. He may sometimes prep it for about 6 times or more, then the effects are unability to touck or feel him, and see him for five plus rounds of posting, more for more preps.
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Valgar Fought for many years. He ravaged the lands quietly. He was solo for almost all the time. He then soon acquired a small clan of other evilbests. He attacked a Small kingdom once with his men. They slaughtered them all. Valgar, himself, ended cutting his foot off from a poison that was inflicted upon him. He bandaged that up then soon grew another.
He soon after that found his brothers. He met up with them and stayed with them for a while. He then grew apart from them before joining another guild. The guild was then pretty new at the time and didnt have many members. His best friend owned it. He was then brought to the scene where his friend and a few of his officers were gathered, having found prey. They asked him what they should do. Valgars verdict was in. They slaughtered them all but a female. They held him, and Valgar shook his head; thussly the others killing her. A few years later, he still was running around anxiously as a young one.
The female who he let his men kill would then haunt him. One of his other trusted officers turned on him, attempting to hunt him down. He then subsequently escaped her predatory behavior in Blackstone for a while. He had befriended Gurion a while before this, who almost lived in the tavern at Blackstone. After his crazy officer settled down and ended the hunt, it was time for his other female enemy, Apolline, to chase him. She toiled to get to him for many a year. Within this time, Valgars whereabouts were very unknown. He seemed to disappear from all areas.
He then came back about four years later, only to find Apolline waiting for him. She then cut him off in a secluded area where a scuffle went on. Valgar then broke down and let her nearly kill him. She then dragged him to blackstone, where he would recover. He was then brought awake and alive. He escaped down the stairs of the tavern, and escaped out the door, her following his weakened form quickly. He escaped up a tree, then as Apolline climbed, he hugs her in a fatal embrace as he leaps off the large spruce head first, clutching her to him. He in turn lands on his head, bending his neck, breaking it with a sickening crack. Apolline was lucky still, she had managed to walk away with but a broken wing and cut appendages. He then died then and there, ending his first life.
He went to hell for a good 7 years, having found it fun. He then climbed out somehow, being born once more into his old body, once again inhabiting it in its present form. He Then stays with his siblings more than ever before, lucious, Mordikar, Slayne, kodan, and them. He then finds a child and befriends him, name being Damien Koriadan. He Embraces him, making him his new chylde and apprentice.
Since then, they have had rigorous training, spars every night just about. They have continued this for nearly 2 years before Valgar finds another friend, Arenecal. He starts to train him, Aer becoming his other pupil. The week after he does this he finds that Damien is in a random kingdom fighting, having found a Drow hater. Valgar comes a bit too late, seeing his chylde killing himself and sliding down to the ground leaving a trail of blood. He thinks its too late so he taunts the killer, named Uriki. He leaves then, after seeing his Chylde kill one of the others. The next week Valgar finds himself sitting in the graveyard as usual, wishing Damien was there. He then sees his lifeless body laying there still.
Unknown to him, but Damiens soul comes fro his body and inherits another being as his old body recovers. In nearly a full week, Damiens soul has taken over Valgars other pupil, Aer. Then, once Damiens body is revived fully, he goes back to his own body, leaving Are to his. |
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